Yesterday was such a wonderful experience. We were able to see Monty Python on stage....via satellite. Not that same as live, but probably a better view than any ticket we would have been able to afford in person, plus plane ticket.

While we are watching the countdown, my stomach gets that butterfly feeling and I want to cry. Why so emotional? I have no clue, but the same thing happens when I see people in parades, or concerts, or anything like that. Is it the talent that I’m getting ready to witness? Is the memory of the times I’ve laughed watching them? Is it the thought that this may be the last time they are together? They’ve already lost one member of the team and neither of them are younger than 71 years old. I don’t know, I just know that I’m super excited.

I did end up crying during the viewing. There were moments that just showed how old they are. Other moments where I was crying because I was laughing so hard. And moments that were just touching. Sometimes that feels good, to be in touch with my emotions on such a level, and them not get out of control.